My Healing Game

"That model is called love?" Han Fei glanced at the chainsaw in the hands of the model. With his years of experience in being hunted down in the deep world, he could tell at a glance that it was the real guy: "What a sharp love."

Li Guoer tilted his head and looked at Han Fei. Everyone in the company focused on the model's figure and face. Only Han Fei was staring at the chainsaw in the model's hands. With her understanding of Fu Yi, she quickly understood something, and the smile on her face became even sweeter: "Group leader, I think of a new game ending again, do you want to listen to it?"

"Xiao Li, your attitude towards work is worth learning from everyone, but don't work too hard." Han Fei just took away his gaze from the model, and saw Li Guoer's dangerous smile again. He turned his head and walked towards the office without a word. .

The two returned to the office together, and Li Guoer quickly entered work. She put on her glasses and began to draw a new ending. The sweet appearance concealed her increasingly excited eyes.

After taking a quiet glance at Li Guoer, Han Fei opened Plants vs. Zombies and played a lot. He felt that the characters of zombies were cuter than people.

"Be careful at all times. It's not just zombies that will open my head, but love."

Having just selected the plants, Han Fei hadn't waited for the big wave of zombies to appear, and noisy footsteps came from outside the corridor. Colleagues walked out of the conference hall and crowded toward his office.

Minimizing the game, opening up the three-day schedule, Han Fei's expression is serious, his eyebrows frowned, as if thinking about something very important.

"Fu Yi? Are you there?" Zhao Qian knocked on the door of the room. She and Octopus stood in front of the office: "The "Eternal Life" game is going to shoot a promotional video today. We rented the venue for a whole day. Let’s shoot the game that I made. Personally, I am very optimistic about the development of horror love."

"Fu Yi, you owe me a favor. If we hadn't spent a lot of money to invite love, it would be a dream for your eighteen forbidden games to let love be filmed." Octopus was very dissatisfied with Fu Yi, he A lot of resources were used to sign the contract with the most famous model in the industry, but the other party even agreed to help Fu Yi shoot for free.

He looked at Han Fei a little jealously, and unexpectedly found that Han Fei was also looking at him with a cold face. His horrible eyes seemed to say, "Did you lead the ghost to my house?"

"Get cheap and sell well." Octopus avoided Han Fei's sight.

"You pack up the information and go with us. Love is very interested in the game you are playing. She promised to help you take promotional photos for free and will not charge another fee." Zhao Qian did not give Han Fei the opportunity to refuse, directly left.

"Group leader, let me go with you." Li Guoer was the first one to stand up for fear that Han Fei would be killed by others first: ""Eternal Life" was assessed as an S-level project by the company. Normally speaking, it’s impossible for us to hire top models to cooperate with the promotion. This opportunity should be cherished."

Seeing the expectant eyes of the team members, Han Fei nodded: "Okay, I'll go over and take a look."

"I have everything ready, we can shoot a dynamic cover." Li Guoer took out the cover of the game he drew, and a man similar to Han Fei was fixed on the dining table. His clothes were broken and his body was broken. He was wounded and his eyes were blindfolded. Around him were seven women with completely different expressions and personalities holding various murder weapons.

"Are you sure you want to shoot this?" Han Fei's mouth twitched slightly. As a professional actor, he hadn't filmed anything so exciting yet.

"Terror, love, cultivation, food, all the elements you want are included in this picture." Li Guoer packed the game cover and related copy into her bag, as if she was the most intimate assistant to Han Fei.

"Then take it." Han Fei turned off the game and went downstairs with Li Guoer.

A minibus of the crew parked outside the company building. Zhao Qian personally led the team, which shows that she attaches great importance to the filming of the promotional film.

After all the others got in the car, Han Fei followed Li Guoer and walked over.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here?" Octopus walked to the side of Love very gently, looking at the empty space: "About the background of our game and some details of the action, I want to discuss with you again."

"I'm sorry, there are people here." Love's voice is very special, neutral, with a trace of husky, but it also reveals an indescribable charm.

Octopus didn't think he had swept through the simple clothes on Love, he smiled, and he looked up at the position next to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian is the leader of the company. Ordinary employees may not be willing to sit next to her because they feel uncomfortable.

Walking towards Zhao Qian, before the octopus arrived, Zhao Qian saw Li Guoer who was in the car with Han Fei. A trace of discomfort flashed through her eyes, and she got up very enthusiastically and pulled Li Guoer to her. By my side, I began to ask about work.

The vehicle has started, but Han Fei and Octopus have not yet taken their seats. Originally, there were just enough seats. As a result, Zhao Qian temporarily informed Han Fei to pass.

"You two squeeze anywhere you want, don't stand in the aisle." The driver urged.

Han Fei was a little helpless, he slowly moved towards love, that was the only vacant seat in the entire car.

"Can I sit here?"

"Of course." Love leaned on the seat, and she touched her blood-red manicure: "Your eyes are still so beautiful, as if there is light hidden in them."

"There may be some misunderstandings between us."

"All graceful encounters start from a misunderstanding." Love turned to look at Han Fei, as if to imprint Han Fei's face into her mind.

"It's a real misunderstanding." Han Fei has read the chat records of Fu Yi and Ai Qing. The chats in the last two weeks are normal, but the chat records two weeks ago were deleted by Fu Yi.

He didn't know what Fu Yi had talked about with Love, but he felt that it should be a particularly shameful topic, otherwise Fu Yi would not even delete the information on the trumpet.

When Han Fei was thinking, Love kept staring at him, making Han Fei distraught and could only look away.

Seeing Han Fei completely ignorant of himself, the eyes of love slowly changed, and very thin bloodshots emerged from the bottom of his eyes: "Fu Yi, you can't deliberately avoid the beginning of everything in order to avoid the end. ?"

Han Fei really didn't know what Fu Yi and Love had said. He lowered his voice: "Let's find an opportunity and talk in private."

After speaking, Han Fei stopped paying attention to love. He looked ahead, only to see an octopus standing stupidly in the middle of the aisle.

"Where are you standing? Find a place to sit?"

Hearing Han Fei's suspicious voice, the octopus clenched his fists. The model was requested by him, and the car was ordered by him. He felt that he had spent a lot of time before and after running, and finally changed from a groom to a best man.

"Leader Zhang, let's squeeze together." The staff in charge of shooting shifted their positions, and the three squeezed together.

"Just bear with it, we're ready to leave, that hotel is not far from your place, and it will be there in 40 minutes." The driver started the minibus, and he didn't care whether the octopus was uncomfortable.

"Hotel? Did you book the shooting location in the hotel?" Han Fei was a little puzzled. The "Eternal Life" game is a battle game set in the future, and it seems to have nothing to do with the hotel.

"Eternal Life" is about a very bad future. People who can live forever live in the smart city, and the rebels, refugees and rebels live in the ruins outside the city. The starry art hotel we are going to is in Wushu. Abandoned years ago, it was once magnificent and magnificent, but now there are only ruined walls. This sense of fragmentation fits our requirements.” A staff member explained: “That hotel was also regarded as our landmark building before, but it happened later. After that, no one dared to stay in a hotel anymore."

"Did anything special happen in the hotel?"

"It's not a good thing, don't ask." The staff stopped talking, and Han Fei took out Fu Yi's mobile phone and started searching.

Just input a few words of Xingkong Art Hotel, and a lot of information popped up. Valley

"Did the devil descend? Or is it insane? Twenty-one lives were embedded in the concrete, and the wall of Satan was built. The hotel owner has not yet come back to justice."

"The Star Art Hotel, located near the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital, provides accommodation, catering, and leisure services for the'rich' who come for plastic surgery all the year round. No one knows that this is the closest building to beauty and perfection. A terrible thing."

"The unsolved case was unsolved. The hotel attendant died bizarrely. The guard was frightened. Before his death, he left a last word saying that he saw the dead man looking for his cheek."

"Is it a plastic surgery hospital or a murder hospital? Is there any connection between Perfect Plastic Surgery and Star Art Hotel?"

"Try to sleep in the haunted house, five hundred per night, come if you are brave enough."

Looking at the information on the phone, Han Fei remembered many things.

There is also a hotel near the plastic surgery hospital built by Yongsheng Pharmaceutical. All this seems to be in contrast with Fu Sheng’s memories of his student days. Han Fei is now very curious about why Fu Sheng has such a deep impression of that hospital. What did you encounter in the plastic surgery hospital?

Because I missed the morning rush hour, the minibus drove to the place in only half an hour. It was far away from the city center and looked a little deserted.

"It’s not easy to turn around anymore, you just follow this road, and you’ll be right there." The driver stopped driving forward, he opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and seemed to want to get rid of the body. chill.

"Prepare to get off the car, take their belongings, and gather under the pine tree on the left." The octopus clapped his hands and went down first.

In order to get rid of love early, Han Fei quickly got out of the car and found a secluded corner to stay and quietly scanned the surroundings.

The Star Art Hotel and the Perfect Plastic Surgery Hospital are separated by only one street. Almost no one comes here. Seals are posted on the gates and there is a cordon that has not been removed by the police.

The sensing device on the high-end glass door was broken, and it was written with paint on it that my family was waiting for words. Looking inside through the glass door, it was a mess, the floor was completely rotten, and there was almost no intact furniture.

"We have communicated with the management staff here. You can shoot before dark, but you can't go to the area above the fourth floor." The octopus was holding a cell phone and seemed to be calling someone. After a while, a young man in a plain uniform The man walked out of the security post and opened the side door of the hotel for the filming team.

"This is Wu Shan, one of the police officers in the neighborhood. If you find anything in the hotel or encounter something you don't understand, you can find him."

After Octopus finished speaking, Wu Shan walked in front of everyone: "I am responsible for guarding this building. You can call me Xiaoshan."

The young man smiled and glanced across the crowd, but when he saw a certain person, the smile on his face instantly solidified.

He looked at the man repeatedly, his eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't help but utter a name in his mouth: "Han Fei? That actor?"

At this time Han Fei was also staring at Wu Shan. He could feel that Wu Shan and the people in the memory world of the shrine were different: "I met another player? Knowing to be an assistant policeman, to hug the policeman’s thigh, this person still Very smart."

The two were in a tacit understanding, and no one tried to expose each other's identity.

"The task of shooting today is very heavy, hurry up." Octopus took the lead and entered the hotel. He began to communicate with the shooting team and set up the scene.

"What about the model? A prop master also came here. You first helped Fu Yi take the promotional photos." It will take a while to set up the scene and arrange the seats. Zhao Qian first called the camera, prop master and love to Han Fei's side: "" "Eternal Life" is estimated to take an hour to complete, you guys shoot first."

"Mr. Zhao, our needs are very simple." Li Guoer took out the renderings from the bag: "A large enough dining table and various murder weapons require at least seven models with very different personalities."

"Seven? Let's take a picture of the scene first. Later, I will find a model to fix a picture for you." Zhao Qian beckoned to Wu Shan: "Officer Wu, you know where there is a huge dining table and a large number of murder weapons in this building. ?"

"I'm just an ordinary co-policeman, you should call me Xiaoshan." Wu Shan smiled shyly: "The banquet hall on the second floor has a huge round dining table that can accommodate twenty-five people at the same time."

"Twenty-five people? That's too big, is there a smaller one?"

"There is also a dining table on the basement floor, surrounded by murder weapons, but..." Wu Shan hesitated: "We suspect that the dining table was used by criminals, and there are some torture instruments and restraint ropes on it."

"That's it." Zhao Qian, Li Guoer and Love said in unison, Wu Shan was taken aback.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Wu Shan took out the key. When he passed by Han Fei, he glanced at Han Fei in confusion. He didn't understand why Han Fei stayed with these three beauties with different temperaments. Together.

Normally, the first thing players must solve when entering the hidden map is the survival problem. They usually choose a career that can make a living, and then slowly explore. Now Wu Shan is very curious about what Han Fei's career is.

Opening the door to the basement floor, there was a musty smell in the air, and the humidity was a bit heavy, and it was very uncomfortable to walk inside.

"right here."

Wu Shan led everyone to the deepest room in the corridor on the first basement level. The room was very luxuriously decorated, with leather sofas, paintings on the walls, and artwork everywhere.

But in the center of such a luxurious and artistic room, there is a huge dining table that seems to be stained red with blood.

The dining table itself is specially made, with a total of ten chairs placed on both sides, and there are knives and forks and some incomplete torture instruments around it.

"Yes, it's the same as the dining table I imagined." Li Guoer reached out and stroked the red tabletop ~www.readwn.com~ with a look of obsessive expression, the eyes under her lenses were shining dangerously: "Group leader, come on! Lie down and try."

Looking at the ten seats next to the dining table, Han Fei vaguely felt that this seemed to be some kind of bad omen. He seemed to see ten graceful figures sitting on the seats.

"Where's the props master? Change Fu Yi's clothes." Zhao Qian tapped on the table. She was also very satisfied with the table and the atmosphere, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Taking off his suit and unbuttoning his neckline, Han Fei changed into a pure white shirt handed over from the props room.

The white shirt and the bright red table top formed a clear contrast, and when paired with Han Fei's handsome appearance, it was indeed very impactful.

"He is imprisoned in the painting. He is the food on the table. This is a bit too neat and clean." Love came with a chainsaw with one hand. She grabbed Han Feigang's shirt and tore it forcefully.

With the buttons rolling on the dining table, Han Fei was already confused.

"Come on, blindfold your eyes, wrap your arms and legs with chains, and you can just lie down in this position." The props master asked Han Fei to climb onto the table: "Have you ever acted in a play? You make a panic expression first, yes, Bring a little bit of struggle and helplessness, perfect! Just this look!"

Looking at Han Fei lying on the dining table, Wu Shan next to him opened his eyes wide. He knew that Han Fei was an actor, but he did not expect that Han Fei would engage in such a special profession in the game.

"It's down, Han Fei."

The roar of the chainsaw suddenly sounded in the house. She was nearly 1.8 meters tall. The love with the devil's figure and the face of an angel came towards the dining table. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she kept biting her lip. Her pupils reflected Han Fei. Time looks like: "No one can think that the most indifferent love will have the warmest ending."

Love suddenly speeded up, and she raised the chainsaw in her hand.